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I ain't you in a minute that long distance We know we got Tell bitches my name business Girl I'm at the W I you when I finish She fuck with a nigga like me and I can tell And I give a fuck what they say lil mama you bad as hell And every time she step on the scene my baby gon' 'em hell I know she bout that bread on the doin' hair and nails Gon' get it, make that money just let it make you Gon' get it, I got money and I just spend it on you If you act might call ya the boo Hop on a plane, take a trip to Hop on a plane, take a trip, take a Airports down, bag of bands We gon' do this, we gon' do this the right way We do this, we gon' do this shit the right way Pull up, hop in, you know how it goes And you know what's poppin' when I down in your town
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Shawty like it when I get it from the yeah-yeah The way I break it in, you might here in a wheel chair The way I you in, you might try to tell your friends But don't tell them much cause she might up in that Benz I know bitches ain't shit but I'ma treat you like my queen Might hit sex no and a nigga don't do those things Next show up in some Dolce jeans I know you last man had low dreams here you go, 4k for the rings If you notice every day for a queen Baby hold I've broke so long I swear to God that I won't go back Walk in Louis V, fuck it up and make it right Blow those bands and say I did it on If she act right I'm trashin' it I know little mama can't for a nigga to touchdown
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Blow bands and say I did it on accident Did it on accident, did it on Blow those bands and say I did it on Did it on accident, did it on
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In a Long We got My business I'm at the W, I'll call you I'm finished I'm finished When I'm I Camp, ha